Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Bottled Prisoner (21)_1
Seeing the Sin Seeker return so quickly left Patrick utterly puzzled.
In his extensive experience of fighting for survival, he couldn’t quite recall a time when such a creature would resurrect itself so swiftly.
However, he didn’t have much time to think about it because, at almost the same distance as before, the Sin Seeker’s towering figure leapt again and slashed down with its sword.
In the midst of the howling wind, Patrick didn’t hesitate any longer and flung his arm out.
The bloody chains pierced the Sin Seeker’s chest just as before.
Although I have no idea what you are, since you’ve come back, I’ll just kill you once more!
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But just as he made his move, Patrick suddenly realized something was amiss.
The shadow in mid-air suddenly accelerated, and even before the sword reached him, the bitter cold was so oppressive that he could hardly breathe.
Around him in a circle, a layer of white frost had even formed directly!
This thing is different from before!
The moment he realized this, Patrick already knew it was too late to avoid it.
The next moment, he felt light, and blood splattered.
One of Patrick’s arms, along with the chains wrapped around it, had been cleanly sliced off.
“Well done!”
Having suffered a severe blow, Patrick’s ferocity was only further aroused.
With a maniacal laugh, the Sinflame on his body boiled to the extreme, and he launched a punch in retaliation.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the armor displayed unimaginable agility.
Instead of meeting Patrick’s fierce counter with brute force, it dodged gracefully to the side with an agile move.
At the same time, the flickering sword light once again shaved off his left ear and a large swath of his scalp.
Impressive!
As a professional spectator, Fu Qian watched from the sidelines with sounds of admiration.
He was just as perplexed by the reappearance of the Sin Seeker.
If, at this point, Patrick had accumulated true combat strength to a Demigod Level because of his continuous killings,
Then this new Sin Seeker was almost certainly at a solid Demigod Level.
As a bona fide demigod, Fu Qian was confident about this.
Moreover, according to Ailina’s previous explanation, the strength of the Sin Seekers was directly related to the number of Sinflames purified.
It was hard to imagine anyone would seek the Goddess’s salvation at this time.
And even if that were the case, this was too much of a power-up!
Could it be that the Butcher went to confess to the Goddess of Sin and Punishment?
“What the hell… are you!”
At this point, Patrick also seemed to realize this, launching a frenzied counterattack while letting out roars.
Unfortunately, his only answer was his opponent’s indestructible Silver Greatsword.
With every merciless chop, the frost that was brought up directly poured into Patrick’s mouth as ice chips.
“Good! Good! Refreshing!”
Subjected to this cold brutality, Patrick laughed instead of getting angry, repeatedly expressing his enjoyment.
The next moment, the frenzied Butcher’s charred skin burst open with a bang.
Like a detonated explosive, the flesh beneath his skin, mixed with Sinflame, instantly splashed in all directions, engulfing everything around it.
The frigid frost was swept away, and the Sin Seeker’s figure was directly blown out from this maelstrom of blood and fire, with scorch marks all over its shiny armor.
But it also demonstrated its unflinching tenacity, managing only a stagger before reorienting itself and charging back into the fray.
However, just then, a dark red streak of light flew out from the center of the storm, shooting off in the opposite direction of the battle.
Though appearing unflinchingly brave on the surface, when truly facing the threat of death, Patrick had learned a trick from his opponent.
And beneath the cover of the storm, the Sin Seeker clearly couldn’t catch up.
Just as Patrick seemed to have made a clean escape, the next moment, his figure stalled.
A slender black and red tentacle had, unbeknownst to him, already wrapped around his ankle.
This thing… was it lying on the ground just now, pretending to be a hook and chain?
Patrick realized something in an instant, but it was already too late.
Although the tentacle merely tugged slightly, the chance to escape had already slipped away.
Amidst the howling frost, the Sin Seeker caught up again.
Patrick was forced to give up on escaping and faced the fight once more.
But without the initiative and covered in wounds, he was now completely outmatched.
“Why?”
As his injuries rapidly increased, in the last moments of his life, Patrick stared with his blood-red eyes, firmly looking at Fu Qian.
“Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing personal against you.”
Fu Qian waved goodbye to him.
“It’s all business.”
The next moment, the Silver Greatsword pierced through his chest, and then muscles, bones, and flesh crystallized rapidly around the wound.
Patrick’s body completely stiffened as a result.
Crash!
With a stir of the Silver Greatsword, pieces of the Butcher’s body disintegrated, eventually turning into a pile of red ice debris on the ground.
The Sinflame boiling on his body seemed alive, traveling up the Sin Seeker’s greatsword and winding around its entire body before finally disappearing.
The marks of destruction on the Armor also disappeared.
So the Sinflame that it eliminated was also purified, wasn’t it?
Watching this scene, Fu Qian pondered thoughtfully.
It really does get stronger the more it kills!
While he was lost in thought, the Sin Seeker, even more formidable than before, held the sword in one hand and slowly turned to look his way.
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“No need to thank me, it’s all in a day’s work.”
After a silent stare-off, Fu Qian waved his hand, showing an attitude of doing good without seeking reward.
However, before he could even lower his hand, the next moment his figure flashed, evading the incoming thrust of the Silver Greatsword.
“This is really unreasonable!”
In the swirling frost, Fu Qian continuously dodged the relentless pursuit of the Sin Seeker.
“To be reasonable, you should be going after the one with the second-most Sinflame, right?”
“From any perspective, I am absolutely a good citizen.”
“I don’t believe that the rest of the people remaining are all innocent.”
Although Fu Qian’s self-defense made sense, it was clear that the Sin Seeker wasn’t listening at all.
This creature seemed fixated on Fu Qian, its sword light flickering ceaselessly, determined to reduce him to powder.
Unfortunately, after days of hard training, Fu Qian’s close combat ability had greatly improved, and he managed to evade without getting hurt during the swift movements.
Utterly fixated on me, this thing is definitely not normal!
After a few exchanges, Fu Qian confirmed his suspicion.
Just as he had said to Patrick earlier, the reason he had left him behind was not that he had any issue with him or wanted to kick him while he was down.
For Fu Qian, it was simply because he found the Sin Seeker strange and wanted to see its attitude towards him after the Butcher was gone.
It turned out this creature did not proceed to kill in the order of the list of Sinners from top to bottom and directly targeted him instead.
That’s enough, time to make a run for it.
Thinking this, Fu Qian quickly made up his mind.
The next moment, he rubbed his fingers together, and three Air Bullets shot out in succession, forcing the Sin Seeker to draw back its sword to defend.
Taking advantage of this opening, Fu Qian wisely decided to follow the example of the two sages and turned to flee.
And the direction he chose was precisely where the Goddess Statue of Sin and Punishment stood.